The Pine Blogger vents some suburban rage for all of us:

I look forward to everything about Christmas-except getting my kids toys out of the boxes. It is inevitable that something will either be bleeding or broken by the time I'm finished. My thoughts while opening the packages are that the people/machines who wrapped them in a factory in some Asian communist country represent the purest form of evil.

We've taken to opening the hot gifts and removing all the crap first, including the dozen or more metal twisties that hold everything *just so* in the box.

But hey, at least I'm not digging a ditch.